Miraculously, the weather has been a little more cooperative. Which, in turn, leads to Eli being a little more cooperative. We had a good lesson on Saturday, wherein we finally accomplished just jumping around and having some fun. There was A LOT going on, too — the wind increased as the morning progressed, and rigs were driving in and out of the farm property with more base for the turnout expansion project. Funnily enough, Eli had no concern for the wind or the trucks (I think I have mentioned before, wind really doesn’t bother him and I find that bizarre but I’ll take it). However, Ike the German Shepard was peacefully resting in the grass between the two arenas, gnawing on a water bottle. THAT was clearly A WOLF crunching on BONES of HORSES and Eli was NEXT. But multiple big ass rigs rattling over caliche barely warrants acknowledgement.
Eli got over the dog, thankfully, and we jumped around a short course a few times. I did insist on keeping Eli a bit collected and asked for 6 strides through a going 5, which was easily doable even if I could tell every time Eli was seeing the 5. We got 6 in there regardless each time, once with a very ugly bobble, but I think we’ll get that kind of thing ironed out quickly provided we can jump regularly. His canter has been feeling great under saddle over the past week and that makes getting to the fences so easy. My hope is this trend will continue.
On Sunday, we had a short, peaceful ride at sunset. I rode him in the Myler again, and I am still collecting my thoughts about it. The short version is, Eli has taken very well to it. I am not, however, sold on it for daily use.
Spending time at the barn on Sunday evening has become a favorite for me. I am mostly there by myself (although not quite but it’s quiet compared to other days). I am there without much of an agenda — just to hang out with Eli. Sometimes riding, sometimes ground work, sometimes just grooming. Always dispensing treats, though.